I find myself in a strange liminal space.
My book is edited, copy edited and has been handed over to the incredible Penguin sales juggernaut.
The cover shoot just happened and I'm thrilled: amazing photographer, perfect concept - but I won't see results for another couple of weeks.
My web site is about to go live - but not quite yet.
I hesitate to ask the faceless man how it's going (he scares me).
In some ways I feel like my book just vanished. That I have all this excitement but no physical manifestation as yet of the book itself to help me believe. It's floating out there in New York *waves, hello New York!* with amazing people, but sometimes I blink and worry what if none of this has actually happened? Thank the stars I get to keep a copy of my contract.
But maybe the strange sensations of a world out of place isn't the result of the in-between place of publishing I'm living in. Maybe I'm just still in shock from seeing this:
No, you're not wrong - it is, indeed, Twilight Barbie.
And WOW in the space of writing this post I gained two more followers. Welcome!!!